Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

That night, Yang Xining really brought the hungry children back to his villa.

As soon as I walked in, I smelled an enticing aroma - four men were busy in the kitchen.

Mo Junli was in charge of cutting and preparing the dishes, Lu Xinghan was in charge of cooking, and Yan Tian strictly controlled the heat; even Qi Lin was carefully arranging the dishes.

The table is already filled with various delicious foods.

"Mom, it smells so good!" Qingyan couldn't wait to climb onto the chair.

Qinglan sensibly helped set the table: "Dad Mo cut the carrots into star shapes!"

Yang Xining stood at the door, looking at this absurd yet heartwarming scene, and suddenly felt an urge to cry.

Satan appeared behind her at some point: "What? Are you touched?"

"Shut up." Yang Xining rubbed his sore nose.

"Actually..." Satan said seriously, "You don't have to choose one."

Yang Xining's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

"In the demon world, it's normal for powerful rulers to have multiple partners." Satan shrugged. "Besides, you are now half god, half demon. If they stay with you, their lifespans will be extended. Do you want to see them die before you?"

Yang Xining fell into deep thought.

At the dining table, Qingyan couldn't wait to grab a piece of pork ribs with her hands: "Delicious!"

"Slow down." Yan Tian handed over the tissue.

"Dad Lu is the best!" Qingyan said with a greasy mouth.

Lu Xinghan raised his eyebrows proudly at the others.

Qi Lin silently pushed a plate of fish with bones removed in front of Qinglan.

Mo Junli poured everyone a glass of freshly squeezed juice, including Yang Xining's glass, which he specially added honey to.

Yang Xining looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Maybe...Satan is right.

……

The sunset in Hawaii dyed the sea surface golden. Yang Xining stood alone on the terrace of the villa, looking at the children playing in the distance.

Qingyan's laughter came with the waves, while Qinglan sat quietly on the beach building castles.

“What are you thinking about?”

Mo Junli's voice came from behind. He was holding two glasses of red wine, and his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses were as deep as the sea.

Yang Xining took the wine glass and shook it gently: "Thinking about... the future."

"The future is long." Mo Junli stood beside her, their shoulders almost touching, "enough for us to plan slowly."

Lu Xinghan suddenly emerged from the swimming pool, water droplets sliding down his collarbone: "Brother! Come down and swim!"

Yan Tian set up a barbecue grill on the beach and waved the barbecue tongs in his hand towards this side.

Qi Lin appeared mysteriously on the other side of Yang Xining, and gently stroked the ends of her hair with his pale fingertips: "Brother's hair has grown longer."

Yang Xining looked at these four men with very different personalities helplessly, but the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

Satan's suggestion echoed in her mind - "You don't have to choose one."

Yes, why do we have to choose?

She took a deep breath and suddenly turned to face the four people: "I have something to say."

The four men immediately quieted down. Even the most noisy Lu Xinghan climbed out of the swimming pool and stood still.

"First of all, thank you for your companionship over the past 28 years... no, I should say for my entire life." Yang Xining's voice trembled. "You have always been by my side since I was Yang Xining."

Mo Junli's glasses reflected a little light, so his expression couldn't be seen clearly.

Yan Tian stood straighter.

Lu Xinghan rarely put away his playful smile.

Qi Lin's fingertips unconsciously stroked the handle of the dagger.

"I know your intentions, and I understand my own feelings." Yang Xining continued, "But as a half-god, half-demon, my lifespan will be much longer than that of an ordinary person..."

"So?" Qi Lin narrowed his eyes.

"So..." Yang Xining took a deep breath, "If you are willing, I can share some of my divine and demonic blood with you to extend your lifespan. In this way... we can always be together."

There was silence.

Lu Xinghan was the first to react: "Brother, what you mean is... can we all be with you?"

Yang Xining's face instantly turned red: "I mean... if you don't mind..."

"Don't mind!" Lu Xinghan cheered and rushed over to hug her, "I love you the most!"

Yan Tian coughed lightly, but the joy in his eyes could not be hidden: "I agree."

Qi Lin smiled grimly: "It should have been done long ago. Anyone who dares to object..." He glanced at the other three people, "I will kill him."

Mo Junli pushed up his glasses, suddenly reached out and pulled Yang Xining out of Lu Xinghan's arms, and kissed her lightly on the lips: "Deal."

"Mo Junli! You cheated!" Lu Xinghan shouted.

Yan Tian and Qi Lin also immediately joined the battle, and the four of them began their daily jealousy again.

Yang Xining was surrounded by them, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Qingyan ran over at some point and asked curiously, "Mom, are the dads arguing again?"

Qinglan calmly took her sister's hand and said, "It's okay. They are just deciding who will tell Mom a story tonight."

Satan stood under a palm tree in the distance, watching this heartwarming scene, a hint of relief flashing in his red eyes.

"Looks like I don't need to open the market anymore." He muttered to himself, his figure gradually disappearing into the twilight.

On a Hawaiian night, the sea breeze carries a salty and humid air, gently lifting the white gauze curtains.

Yang Xining stood in front of the floor-length mirror, her fingertips gently stroking the colorful jade pendant on her collarbone - the artifact transformed from Nuwa's sky-repairing stone, which has now become one with her.

In the mirror, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her purple-gold eyes were shining with a mixture of divinity and devilishness under the dim light.

There were deliberately quiet footsteps outside the door, followed by a few suppressed arguments.

"Sort by age, I'm the first." There was a rare tension hidden in Mo Junli's calm voice.

"Bullshit! I'm the one that brother likes the most!" Lu Xinghan's protest was interrupted by a muffled "bang", as if someone covered his mouth.

"The decision is made by force." Yan Tian said concisely.

"Heh..." Qi Lin's cold smile made people's hair stand on end. "Want to see whose knife is faster?"

Yang Xining couldn't help laughing and deliberately raised his voice: "If you keep making noise, go back to sleep."

The door was pushed open in an instant, and four tall figures crowded at the door.

Mo Junli unbuttoned the third button of his shirt, revealing his well-defined collarbone.

Water was still dripping from the ends of Lu Xinghan's hair, obviously he had taken a hurried shower.

Yan Tian changed into a black vest, his muscle lines faintly visible under the fabric.

Qi Lin was as handsome and charming as ever, but in his hand he was holding a wilted Hawaiian hibiscus flower.

"Brother..." the four of them said in unison and stared at each other.

Yang Xining walked towards them, her bare feet stepping on the soft carpet, her white nightgown swaying gently with her steps.

She reached out and took off Mo Junli's gold-rimmed glasses, and her fingertips brushed across his tense jaw: "Ali, your heart is beating so fast."

Mo Junli suddenly grabbed her wrist, his breathing obviously disordered: "...Don't play with fire."

"That's right! Brother is partial!" Lu Xinghan hugged her waist from behind, rubbing his chin on her shoulder, "I want one too..."

Yan Tian directly carried the man away, but stood half a step away at a loss, with a suspicious blush on his bronze skin.

Qi Lin took the opportunity to pin the flower behind Yang Xining's ear, and his fingertips brushed her earlobe faintly: "Brother, you look so beautiful."

Yang Xining suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed the corners of their lips one by one in front of the four people's astonished gazes.

"Close your eyes." she whispered.

The four of them obeyed immediately, like believers waiting for the gods' blessing.

A purple-gold halo appeared on Yang Xining's palm, and he gently pressed it on Mo Junli's chest: "In the name of the Sea God, I grant you eternal life."